Sunday, September 6, 2009
Lyla has her own language. It's the "goo goo" language. We have whole conversations with the goo goo and it goes pretty well. It typically starts with her smiling at me (which melts my heart) then a bit of bubbly drool comes out of her mouth, soon after that she lets out her drawn out "ggggoooooooo" and I say "goo goo goo" and she smiles quite large, turns her head side to side and says "goo!". We can go on for hours. It amuses me and somehow my ten hour days at home fly by with just the word goo coming out of my mouth. The fact is, I love it, and I love her! GOOOO!